Last night I was lifting. My mind started wandering and I was thinking why am I here? Not in the big cosmic sense, but what am I doing lifting. Note to self: When chest pressing 185 pounds and the bar is only half way up and is currently above your chest and neck is not the time to have thoughts like that. So I quickly channeled some Henry Rollins, "Iron doesn't lie" and kicked out another 4 to complete the set. Then I thought about it when there was a meager 60# of dumbbells above my skull. I gave it some thought on the drive home along the lines of I already spend 3 days a week kickboxing, and C is about to start yoga classes too (2-3 days per week). Hmmm. Then I got home and turned on my phone to several vms, and ran off to
mle292's. If you need to know why you can read her post.
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Date: 2006-04-04 07:44 pm (UTC)